Watching Kong Jiayou disappear from his sight, the boy's tense nerves finally relaxed.

At this time, the teenager still doesn't know what this terrible night means to him...

The man was taller and heavier than him. At this time, he was very drunk, his eyes were half-closed, and he could hardly recognize anyone. The young man tried his best to protect him, in case he bumped into him, and the two wobbled. Finally got out of the elevator.

When it was time to go to the room, the boy whose sight was partially blocked by the man didn't notice a step appeared under his feet, and the man who was drunk and unconscious would not notice even more. Covered in cold sweat, seeing the man about to bump into the cold doorknob, the boy subconsciously pulled the man over forcefully, but his inertia made him head towards the doorknob by himself.

The hard metal hit the waist and abdomen, the young man suffered from pain, and tears welled up in his eyes instantly.

Hearing the boy's muffled hum, the man in front of him opened his eyes.

Looking at the man's eyes soaked with drunkenness, the young man choked for breath.

Seeing the teardrops in the corner of the boy's eyes, the man frowned, stretched out his hands to hold the boy's face, and wiped away the eyesore teardrops with his thumb, "Don't cry..."

The touch on his face made the young man tremble all over. Hearing the man's gentle voice, the young man gritted his teeth and couldn't hold it back. His nose was sour, and big tears rolled down in an instant.

This is a dream, right?In his dreams, he wants to be treated so tenderly by a man, held in his hands so carefully, is he dreaming?

Seeing the young man weeping silently, the man's brows frowned even tighter, and he possessed himself and made a movement that the young man had never thought of.

He kissed the boy's eyes, and kissed away those tears, "Be good, don't cry..."

The man's lips had already left, but the touch seemed to be imprinted on his heart through the eyelids, and the boy opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

The young man stared blankly at the person in front of him until he heard a voice at the end of the corridor. Then he woke up like a dream, swiped his room card, and helped the man in.

The two fell heavily on the bed, and the exhausted teenager took off his high school uniform tremblingly, revealing his youthful body.

"Li Yu, look at me..."

"Look at me, why can't you see it..."

The boy's voice trembled violently, as if he had exhausted all the courage in his body to say these few words.

The man opened his eyes, and Danfeng's pale face was reflected in Danfeng's eyes.

The boy closed his eyes, recalling in his mind the skills he learned while enduring his disgust, and teased the sensitive parts of the man with his hands.

The man's body reacted immediately, in a state of confusion, the stronger man took the lead, and when the boy came back to his senses, he was pressed under the man's body and kissed lingeringly.

The young man grabbed the man's hair with one hand, and with the other he randomly picked up the obstructive suit on the man's body.

Not long after, the two people were no longer bound by annoying clothes, and their hot skin was tightly pressed against each other. The man's big hands were on the boy's back and waist, as if he wanted to rub him into his own flesh and blood.

The young man could only hug him back, he had already completely forgotten those techniques and secrets.

"Li Yu, I love you, I love you so much."

Most of the drunkenness of the man who heard those three words dissipated in an instant.

Love is taboo and a curse.

The young man obviously felt the man's body stiffen, his heart went cold, and Li Yu woke up from the wine.

The fire that was ignited before was completely chilled by a basin of cold water coming from his head, and he dared not open his eyes to face the man's eyes.

However, his evasion behavior can't change anything, and the stolen warmth is time-sensitive after all.

"sorry."

The man's voice returned to indifference, instantly knocking the boy from heaven to hell.

"Put it on." The man picked up the clothes that fell on the ground, and put them on the young man's body, covering up the ambiguous hickey marks left before.

Hearing that he was going to leave, the young man no longer pretended to be dead, and suddenly sat up from his clothes, his eyes were red, and he reached out and grabbed the man's hand, "You stay with me."

The boy choked up, "I like you, you know..."

The man turned his head, his eyes were cold, and the boy stubbornly refused to let go of his hand.

"I'm not a fool, you brought me here... I was also at fault for what happened just now, so I won't pursue it with you, but it doesn't mean that I won't feel sick and want to vomit for your behavior."

"Your methods are as clumsy as your people."

There was no trace of emotion in the man's voice. After he was dressed, he returned to his former elegance. The tall man made the boy on the bed look so embarrassed and miserable.

"Bai Yulian, stop this meaningless pursuit, I don't like you, you know that."

The man went to take a shower, as if he couldn't wait to wash away the marks left by the boy on his body.

The young man sat on the bed blankly, stretched out his hand and touched his face, he did it, he should have thought of it a long time ago, right? This is a love that will never be answered... But why does his heart still hurt so much? ?Isn't this thing that was beating in his chest that brought him so much pain a long time ago?

This heart, which is not controlled by him, is as stupid as a moth to a flame, patched, riddled with holes, and still beating after all.

The boy put on his clothes, and when he opened the door, he was stunned at the same time as the people standing outside.

The woman standing outside the door was holding the mobile phone in her hand, and the moment her eyes glanced at the looming red marks on the side of the boy's shirt, her expression was distorted, and the two women standing beside her who came with her were even more undisguised. With a look of contempt and disgust.

The woman quickly restrained her emotions, she was still so noble and elegant, and when she looked at the boy again, there was only indifference in her eyes.

The young man was a little flustered under such gaze, and then he thought to himself that she should ignore him, because he was not worthy to be her opponent at all.

As they passed by, the boy heard the woman's cold voice, "I warned you before, since you are not afraid, then after tonight, your teachers and classmates will know what kind of bastard you are."

The blood on the boy's face faded, his steps were chaotic, and he left this place as if fleeing.

There were no pedestrians to be seen in the empty street. The boy took out his mobile phone, the screen was black, and it turned off automatically.

Unable to get a taxi, the boy walked into the self-service kiosk, let his mobile phone charge on the table, squatted in the small space, and buried his head in his knees.

After an unknown amount of time, the battery of the phone was finally able to turn on, and the screen lit up at three o'clock in the morning.

Dozens of missed calls, dozens of unread messages, the young man's heart tightened, and he finally regained some sanity.

There are mothers, fathers, teachers, classmates...

He remembered what day it was today, and remembered his lie that could be broken at the first poke...

The last few calls came from landlines and unfamiliar numbers. The young man scratched his hair in distress, not thinking about how to correct the lie he had told before, and he didn't want to call anyone back, so he casually checked those calls. Unknown number.

In the self-service kiosk, the boy stood up suddenly, and the indescribable panic spread from his heart to his whole body, making his hand holding the phone a little weak.

Some of those numbers belonged to the hospital, and some belonged to the police | police station.

Before he could recover from the shock, a phone call came, and the boy picked it up tremblingly.

Everything seemed to be a silent pantomime, and everything in front of him turned into black and white. The boy rushed to the street frantically, and stopped a private car desperately.

At night, the elevators in the hospital are full of people just like during the day. In this favorite place of death, there is never a distinction between day and night. Whether it is a patient or a family member, their faces are all numb and dull. Feelings are probably the heart-piercing screams of every mortuary ex-living person.

With just one glance, the boy ran past the crowded elevator and plunged into the safe passage.

There were many people standing in front of the boy's destination, wearing uniforms, various uniforms.

Black and white, everything is black and white, except for the bright red light in front of the emergency room, which is too red to dazzle.

The young man saw his father sitting among the crowd. His father was hunched over, and the man in his 40s instantly aged.

He walked over and knelt heavily in front of his father, his teeth chattering.

His father's slap did not fall. The boy who would be beaten by his father when he made a mistake when he was a child has committed an unforgivable mistake, but he has not received any punishment.

No matter how much he cried and begged, his father did not respond.

"The patient had multiple stab wounds caused by sharp objects. The most serious one pierced the heart three centimeters down from the heart, and other organs... plus excessive blood loss... there is nothing we can do..."

The dazzling red light finally went out.

The delicate and gentle woman lay in it forever. They said that when the medical staff arrived, she was still holding the mobile phone in her hand, and the screen stayed on the last dial page, dialing her child who had not returned all night...

Those people are habitual offenders, and their targets have always been women who are alone at night. Out of a perverted psychology, they will record the whole process.

"This kid, I seem to have seen it before, right..."

"Going there, it's quite far, let's take you there."

"No trouble, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, children are ignorant, parents are the most worried..."

It wasn't until she was far away from the market that the woman finally realized that something was wrong, and those people showed their ugly faces...

The woman fought back...

"Bitch, you dare to bite me!"

Sword light, blood light, struggle, chaos...

"Lianlian, come back early tonight..."

"Remember not to drink outside, and it's better to join some classmates' dinners. You kid, you were so cheerful when you were young, why don't you even have a friend who can talk to you when you grow up..."

"Don't think about the college entrance examination any more, just pass it if you pass it, and wait for the results with peace of mind."

"The weather is hot these days. Mom made mung bean soup for you. Come back to cool off..."

Those words of concern are still lingering in my ears, but the woman's voice and smile are always fixed on the pale face on the hospital bed. The boy stumbled and lay down in front of the hospital bed, and finally cried out like a collapse, desperate Howling, he will lose his mother forever...

"Mom, I'm here, take a look at me..."

"Mom, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong, as long as you wake up, I will listen to you..."

"I was wrong... ah..."

The boy howled in pain, his whole body was soaked, and he held his head in his hands.

"What should I do... Mom... What should I do... Tell me, teach me, what should I do..."

"Mom, wake up and persuade Dad not to be angry, I was wrong, he will definitely listen to you..."

"Mom, don't you stop talking again..."

Don't you all...

I don't know how long it took, but the boy's voice could no longer make a sound. He was stunned to find that his mournful cry was very similar to the one he heard before in front of the morgue on the first floor. Unfortunately, it always changed its pattern. The earth comes, but the pain always repeats exactly the same.

The once mischievous, lively and laughing child has gradually grown into a thorny, lonely and stubborn boy in these years. In that crazy and naive youth, he threw away all his dignity, put all his eggs in one basket, and finally hit him. His head was bleeding, and he tasted the most painful taste of life.

What a cruel thing to grow up.

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